I don't know why, but they always come to me. Maybe it's because I'm the plain singleton over against the wall, just watching."Kis! Need your help. You're good with words. What do I write to her?""Been texting me, right? On and...
Microfiction
She Just Had To
"Lap dance with a difference"
She just had to do it.Sit on my lap.There were plenty of seats available at the party, all of which she ignored.She never spoke or asked permission, just sat down.Then she began.Wriggling. Grinding. Gyrating. Not enough so others noticed, but...
Turned on in an Instant
"Friends Wife Calls Me Out"
I was online late one night when I got an instant message from my friend’s wife.Why are you up? she asked.Can’t sleep… I replied.Quite a length of time passed before her next message.Wanking?I was, but how could I admit that...
Scouting Devon
"A basketball scout's wife does her own evaluation..."
‘He’s impossible.’'Yup,' I croak into the phone.'I wrote one... Texting it.'6’5” with a lean, muscular build and a horse cock, Devon is the best fuck of his draft.Penetrates with speed, power, and masterful control. Positionally creative and incredibly athletic, his...
Friend’s Mother
"Staying at a friends led to surprise breakfast"
It’s an odd feeling, waking up thinking that you are still dreaming, then realising that the dream is reality.In this instance, I woke to find my friend’s mom sucking greedily on my hard cock.I was horrified but then excited.I reached...
She can't resist him. Few can. Words seduce. Hands manipulate. Cock silences ... her guilt.Snared by the devil, she enjoys his fuck. His cock reaches new lengths fueled by fresh pussy. Untried nipples harden by his bite. An untested ass stings from his...
I hit them with the bathroom door. They don't notice. I sit and pee, watching them, touching myself.French bob's up against the sink, legs spread, tube top waisted, tits dancing above pulled down cups. Curly's hip presses hard between, flannel shirt...
Jerk (off)?
"He takes things in hand"
I take you home with me and get you settled. I let you use my laptop as I prepare a snack.You find my lush folder of stories in progress. You ask permission before you read any, how thoughtful.“Yes.”I hear a...
“99”
"Do you like yours with extra sauce?"
“Two 99s please, with raspberry sauce.”I could feel the fresh semen running down my face. A string of it hung off my chin before dripping onto the bikini-clad bulge of my right tit.The ice-cream-van lad’s eyes were on stalks.“Erm, yes,...
We kneel upright, back to back, legs intertwined. Her cunny rests on my centered heel, mine on hers. We start rocking slowly, moving in concert, then quickly go to gliding strokes, quick jabs, hard clitoral urgings. Wet with the juices pouring out from us,...